*****TRIGGER WARNING!
There is no rape in this chapter but may trigger some readers, please read at your own discretion.*****
Katie's POV
Trying to shackle myself away from his grasp, I wiggled my wrist with all my might.
"What do you think you're doing!?" I shrieked and tried to yell for help. As expected, no one came. Maybe he's the boss or manager here.
"I'll tell Alpha Fredrick!" I taunted, and he just scoffed.
"As if your father would give a damn," he uttered, continuing to drag me away. I try to pull myself back and get away once more, but he just grips me even tighter. He was dead-on-serious about dragging me into the forest.
I look ahead, and it is the entrance to the woods. The other woods, not the prohibited forest. With a sense of relief, I breathed a sigh. At least I won't be seeing that tiny, creepy monster again. A flash of memories flooded me. I wanted to indulge them, but then he pulled with so much force. Thus, my face touches his shoulders. I see him smirk. "You are too excited, honey."
I glared at him and tried to punch his smug face with my free hand, but he caught it. He twisted it slightly, causing me to groan in pain. He is using his wolf's strength.
"What is your deal!?" I tried to reason out.
"You are looking for a temporary mate?" he queried as we halted.
We have already arrived at the woods, and his disgusting hand is now on my arm. I tried to use my free hand again to escape, but he held it and pulled me to him. His stinky breath smells like booze, and his teeth are as yellow as a rotten banana.
"I can be your temporary mate," he said, and I honestly wanted to barf. He looked at me with lecherous stares.
"I'd rather die!" I yelled and used my knee to strike his balls. He grunted, and when he let go of my arm, I instantly ran away.
After successfully exiting the woods, my feet continue to stretch their way back to where there are lots of people. He can't possibly do what he wants when we're in public. I silently cursed when he passed by me rather quickly and stopped in front of me. He pushed my shoulders. I lost my balance from the acceleration as I was running with all my might. He was about to jump on me, but we heard a loud blare.
"Stop you motherfucker!" Khalid's voice loomed over the area. The man instinctively cocked a bow. Khalid punched him so hard that he landed on the ground.
"Are you okay, Katie?" He looked at me anxiously as he offered his hand. His voice slightly trembles in fear. Another memory flooded, and that was when Luna Kathrina offered her hand. Closing my eyes to erase the thoughts away, I held Khalid's hand as he helped me stand up.
"I'm fine, Khalid," I assured him, and he just nodded. But he grabbed the man's shirt and forced him to follow Khalid. I just tailed them behind as Jessica went to my side to comfort me.
After walking for minutes, we arrived at the Alpha's office. I held on to Jessica's hand tightly, and she just did the same to assure me that everything was going to be okay. Although I know it is going to be far from okay. Khalid was so mad that he kicked the male omega on the ground once we entered.
Scrunching his forehead, Alpha Fredrick looked from me to the man and then to Khalid.
"What is this?" he boredly questioned.
"He tried to harass Katie!" Khalid just straight-up answered. I saw Alpha Fredrick's jaw tighten. It was so subtle that I think I was imagining things. Luna Kathrina was nowhere to be found. I think she's away on a mission. Again. She had been absent from her Luna duties these past few days. Or has it been years?
"Is this true, Rowan?" Alpha Fredrick asked with a dark tone. That surprised me. Since when does he care?
"Male forcing themselves on women is forbidden no matter what the circumstances are, Katie."
Jessica softly whispered, as if she had read my mind. I quietly nodded and thanked the Moon Goddess. At least in this case, Alpha Fredrick is still fair. I hope..
"Alpha! Please let me explain! Katie wants me too! It was concensual! Ask her!" He protested, and my eyebrows flew upward. What is this nonsense he's spouting!? I want to argue with him, but that would not get me a good rep. So I just waited for my tirn to speak. Alpha Fredrick glanced at me and nodded. I showed him my respect and offered a curt bow. "It is true that I am finding a temporary mate, Alpha. You already know of this, But I never wanted him to touch me."
As calmly as I could, words came out of my mouth. Explaining the whole situation that transpired. The Beta went to the workhouse and asked the witnesses. Although none of them spoke the truth, Rowan smiled creepily at me, as if he had already won.
Alpha Fredrick perched his head on his hands. He thought about the whole incident very deeply. With a clear voice, he spoke, "Based on the witnesses, Rowan just wanted to offer help to Katie. Although I cannot just ignore his actions. He tried to harass a she-wolf, and that is still against our pack rules.."
He paused for a moment and peered at me. I didn't notice that I was already holding my breath. All of us were anticipating his final verdict..
"His pay will be cut for six months' worth. And a two-hour time in the pack's jailhouse," he voiced out with authority. I stared at my so-called father, and my jaw dropped. Is he serious!? And here I thought he softened up. As if a maniac male wolf will ever learn his lesson with just that!?!
Is that even a punishment? No humiliating him in public!? No threats or scaring him?! No going to the prohibited forest!?
I inhaled a sharp breath. Of course not. He hasn't laid his hands on me. So ironically, it is not even sexual harassment in their eyes. Just physical abuse. I facepalmed. They could just dismiss it as mere bullying among omegas.
Khalid was about to protest, but I stopped him. Things will just get worse if he tries to probe and ask for more. It is his succession ceremony in just a few years, and I'm afraid Alpha Fredrick will use that against us. The wolfguards held Rowan and moved him to the jailhouse. Before he left, he looked at me and mouthed, "See you later."
That gave me shivers, but I just disregarded him. All of us were dismissed, and Khalid punched a tree trunk once we were outside.
"Poor tree," I stated, and seriously apologized to the trunk. I even caressed the part where Khalid punched. He looked at me like I was crazy. Jessica tried her best not to laugh because her mate is so angry right now.
"Come on, Khalid. Calm down. Don't exert your anger on a tree," I pointed out. He exhaled deeply while taking a handful of his hair in anger. I felt Jessica release her soothing pheromones. Just felt, not smelled. I still haven't wolfed out yet. But it is still a mystery; me feeling pheromones. Like an instinct. And there's this voice in my head, as if trying to reach out to me.
Khalid's mad and pissed at himself. He's been like this ever since that day. He constantly blamed himself. Repeatedly saying he was so weak that I was forced to go to the prohibited forest alone.
My body just unconsciously wrapped him in my arms. I tapped his shoulders and silently consoled him. He breathed in and out. Once he calmed down, I let go of him. I tapped his cheek and said, "I need to go to work now. It's almost my shift."
"What!? But it is almost dusk!" He protested.
"Did you already forget 6:00 p.m.–2:00 a.m. is my shift?" I chuckled and waved them goodbye. Leaving my poor brother pouting.
Making my way to the cabin first to take a quick bath. After changing my clothes, I just munched some berries and made haste to the furniture workhouse. Crimson Pack is the manufacturer of other packs for things like furniture and clothes. This pack is quite rich, but at a price. It is because our pack is the nearest to the prohibited forest. Like a shield in case something that lurks beyond might break out. After seeing that creature, I was sure something or someone lived there. I haven't told anyone about what I've seen. Afraid that once they search the forest, they'll vanish. I laughed at myself. Why the heck am I protecting the very pack that deems me unwanted?
Continuing my work as I shaped a chair, I took a peek at the clock. 1:57am. Three minutes to go, and I can already sleep. Feeling so excited as the clock finally strikes two o'clock in the morning. I stretched my arms and clocked out.
Heading home, I hopped from one place to another. Feeling so giddy that I can finally get a good night's sleep after an exhausting day. Only, it was short-lived as Rowan suddenly appeared out of the dark.
Katie’s POV“How could you just leave me here all alone, master?” Fenrir groused and I leveled him a stare. Not even backing out one bit, even though he flinched as he was surprised.Because..Here he goes again. And I thought we already talked about this very issue just months ago!Wait.. Or was it merely even weeks ago?He cleared his throat and corrected his mistake, “..I mean, Katie.”I smirked and proudly nodded as I exuded my pheromones to heal this mythical beast of ours. He then added, still pouting like a child that he is, “I get that those ungrateful vampires left me here..” Vladimyr grunted in protest, but we both ignored him as he continued, “..but you? We are of the same species, Katie!”“I apologized ten minutes ago, didn’t I?” I scoffed at how silly he is right now. But I get that at this point, we are just teasing one another. Maybe an unspoken love language between us of the same kind?“There.” I patted his large paws. Comforting him as I blasted my pheromone for one
Katie’s POV The following morning...I woke to the subtle weight of an arm around my waist and the slow, deep rhythm of another's breathing against my back. For a moment, I didn’t move. I didn’t even breathe too loudly. I just let the reality of this moment sink in.Vladimyr was here. Still.Warm, solid, alive—and with me. I cannot believe it.My heart ached in the best possible way, like a wound slowly stitching itself closed. It hadn’t been a dream. None of it. The fountain. The look in his eyes. The way he trembled when I touched his hand like I was a ghost came to haunt him, or worse—leave him again.And now... we were here.I turned gently in his arms, careful not to wake him. His face was slack with sleep, and there were faint shadows beneath his eyes—he hadn’t been sleeping well lately, that was evident. But thankfully, right now, it seemed the exact opposite. I smiled at the thought that he finally slept peacefully after those exhausting nights.I reached up and brushed a st
Katie’s POVThe manor was hushed at this hour, the halls stretched long and sleepy ahead of us, lit only by the flicker of the occasional candle left burning low on the walls. Vladimyr walked beside me, his hand brushing against mine now and then, each accidental touch sending ripples of warmth up my arm.I couldn't help glancing at him from the corner of my eye. His hair was still damp from the fountain, curling boyishly at the ends. His jacket was missing—still draped over my shoulders—and every few steps, he would glance at me like he wasn’t quite sure I was real. Like he was afraid he might wake up and find himself alone again.I tightened the jacket around myself and smiled softly.I wasn’t going anywhere. Not now. Not ever.When we reached the familiar dark wood doors of our bedchambers, he paused. His hand hovered at the handle for a moment too long.I could feel the tension rolling off him in waves—uncertainty, maybe even fear. Not of me, though.Of what this meant.
Vladimyr's POVKatie’s hand in mine was the only real thing. The night could have collapsed around us—the stars could have burned out one by one—and still, I would have known the shape of her palm pressed to my skin."I'll try," I'd said. But even that word felt too small for what this moment deserved.She squeezed my hand gently, grounding me. Not demanding, not forcing. Just there. I breathed in her scent once again as if it's the only thing that is keeping me sane and still. And for the first time, it didn’t feel like a ghost whispering through my ribs. It felt alive. She felt alive. And so did I.We sat there long enough that the chill crept through my jacket, but I didn’t move. Neither did she. The silence between us was comfortable now, not sharp. Like an old quilt draped over bruised skin. Healing, even if it hurts."I remember," I said at last, the words rough in my throat. "Not everything. But... you had this ridiculous red cloak once." I slowly took off my jacket and p
Vladimyr's POVI hadn’t meant for the piano to become a confessional, but there I was—spilling pieces of myself I didn’t understand to a woman whose scent had begun to haunt my every breath again.And now, even after she left the room, the scent lingered. Lavender and wolf. Her heartbeat was etched in the air, pounding in my ears like the last echo of a dream. And me? I sat there like a man who had walked into a burning building hoping the flames would remember his name.A quiet knock interrupted the haze of my thoughts.“Come in,” I said, voice rough with disuse.Sebastian entered, ever the shadow in well-tailored formality. His gloved hands were folded behind his back, eyes downcast at first—but I caught the flicker of something in his gaze when he looked up.“You missed dinner, sir,” he said. “Again.”“I wasn’t hungry.”“You say that every night.”I said nothing.He hesitated. “Lady Katie took her meal in the garden. Alone.”The way he said it… the weight in that single word.Alone
Katie’s POVI didn’t realize how long I’d been standing there, giggling like a lovesick fool in the middle of the courtyard, until Miranda cleared her throat behind me.“My Lady?” she asked gently.I nearly jumped. “Oh—Miranda. Sorry. I was just… um. Thinking.”Her expression softened, though her eyes flicked toward the space Vladimyr had vanished from. “He called you little wolf, didn’t he?”“Yeah. So uhm, you also heard that huh? For a second I really thought I was dreaming..” I said, my cheeks heating. “He hasn’t done that in… well, since before the memory loss.”Miranda nodded slowly. “That’s something, then. You’re getting through to him. In small ways, my lady”Baby steps.I turned my face toward the sky, letting the breeze cool the storm that still stirred in my chest. The ache hadn’t gone away—not completely—but it felt different now. Like a splinter had been pulled loose. A sliver of something familiar had finally broken the surface.But the question still burned in my mind—w